Six Barrel Shotgun (live) Lyrics

I kill you all with a 6-barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger baby
I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never shone on meYou got it bad nothing san save you
Don't look back you gotta a lot of nerve to
Break your word and throw it away
You'd give your soul
But it's just too little too lateI kill myself with a 6-barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger baby
I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never shone on meIt's in your skin moving too quickly
Shut your eyes or they'll show you no mercy
It's in your love but it don't make it right
It's not my time still I've got to be brave

We've shaken hands and the criminals won
I never liked it but I'm carryin' on
To the end with an empty grin
You come when I say, you come when I say
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never shone on meYou lose your tongue
But you know you'll never need it
Hush your head I don't want to remind you
You held my hand when you
Couldn't take the pressure
Save yourself 'cause I need some simulation babyWe've shaken hands and the criminals won
I never liked it but I'm carryin' on
You never liked it till the killin' was done
You come when I say, you come when I say runI kill you all with a 6-barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger baby
I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never shone on meNever shone on me
I never liked it but I'm carryin' on
You never liked it till the killin' was done
Songwriters
HAYES, PETER / TURNER, ROBERT / JAGO, NICHOLASPublished by
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